Get ready for what this blog is about, because it is not just one thing. It's: narcissistic pictures of me. Lots. Rappers, but Drake specifically. Words, because I love them. Too much of the Kardashians, and too little about school because hey, I'm pretty much done. It's a lot of living vicariously: the food I dream of indulging in, the places I dare to dream of visiting, the boys I want and the girls I wouldn't mind being like, I mean being friends with. It's all hands on deck.
Remember that time you took me there on a date? That was the moment you became my boyfriend.
In my infinitely dateless free time, I have been thinking about good first dates, and while the container is not the most fun suggestion, I would probably swoon if someone took me there.